Izuku's heart raced with joy, his face lighting up with an elated grin as he thought about going to the dance with his two girlfriends. He could barely contain himself, his eyes sparkling with excitement, struggling to suppress a giddy squeal. The thought of spending the night with the two people he adored most filled him with warmth, his mind circling the same blissful truth—he gets to share this moment with his loves.
Holding up the suit he'd chosen, he smiled to himself, certain they would love it as much as he did. After all, he wanted to look his best for them.
At the dance
Izuku stood by the entrance, his heart pounding with anticipation as he waited. When Jiro and Momo finally came into view, walking toward him, his smile grew softer, more affectionate.
Without a word, he wrapped his arms around them, pulling them close. They returned his embrace with the same intensity, and for a brief moment, everything else faded away.
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"You 2 look stunning." Izuku says, as they blush.
"You don't look half-bad yourself." Jiro says, she kisses his cheek.
"Izuku, you look great in a tux." Momo says, as she also kisses his cheek.
"Then I'll wear it more often for you both." Izuku states, kissing their hands as they both blush.
"Izuku, would you take us to the dance floor?" Momo suggests nicely with a warm smile.
The soft hum of music echoed through the grand hall, vibrating in the air like a heartbeat. It was a night of celebration, and the school gym had been transformed into a ballroom fit for royalty. Strings of fairy lights hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. Students laughed and mingled in clusters, their formal wear adding a sense of elegance to the usually casual setting. For Izuku Midoriya, tonight was a dream come true.
"Sounds like they're starting the first slow song," she said, her tone casual but her eyes glinting with mischief. "Shall we?"
Momo nodded eagerly, a bright smile on her face. "I'd love to."
Izuku swallowed hard. He wasn't the best dancer in the world—far from it, actually—but for them, he'd try anything. With a deep breath, he extended his hands to both of them, and they took them without hesitation.
The three of them made their way inside, stepping onto the dance floor as the soft melody of a piano echoed through the room. The lights dimmed slightly, casting a more intimate glow over the space as couples began to sway to the music.
Izuku found himself standing between Momo and Kyoka, unsure of how to lead two people at once. Momo, always quick to ease tension, giggled and gently placed one of his hands on her waist, while Kyoka took his other hand in hers. They formed a small, delicate triangle, and slowly, they began to move.
At first, Izuku's movements were stiff and awkward. He tried to lead, but with two partners, he wasn't sure where to place his feet. Kyoka caught on immediately and stifled a laugh.
"You're overthinking it, nerd," she teased, nudging him playfully with her shoulder. "Just relax. We're not expecting you to be a pro."
Momo smiled encouragingly. "It's all about having fun, Izuku. We're just happy to be here with you."
Their words helped ease some of the tension in his chest, and soon enough, Izuku began to loosen up. He focused less on the steps and more on the feeling of being with them, letting the rhythm of the music guide him. They swayed together, slowly but surely falling into sync.
As they danced, Kyoka rested her head on Izuku's shoulder, her earphone jacks lightly brushing against his neck. Momo smiled softly and leaned in closer, her hand resting on Izuku's chest. The warmth of their closeness, the shared intimacy of the moment, made Izuku's heart race in the best way possible.
The three of them danced like that for what felt like hours. They didn't speak much, but they didn't need to. Every glance, every soft touch, every smile told them everything they needed to know. They were together, and that was all that mattered.
At one point, Momo's eyes met Kyoka's over Izuku's shoulder, and the two of them shared a knowing smile. Without warning, they both leaned in and kissed Izuku's cheeks at the same time. His face immediately turned beet red, and he let out a surprised laugh.
"H-Hey!" he stammered, but he couldn't hide the happiness in his voice. The two girls giggled, clearly pleased with themselves.
The song eventually ended, but Izuku found himself reluctant to let go. He didn't want the night to end—not yet. But as the next song began, more upbeat and fast-paced, the three of them pulled apart, though they remained close.
"We should get some drinks," Kyoka suggested, giving Izuku a playful nudge. "You look like you could use a break from all that 'dancing.'"
Izuku laughed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Yeah, maybe you're right."
Momo smiled and took his hand again. "Come on, let's enjoy the rest of the night together."
And as they walked off the dance floor, hand in hand, Izuku couldn't help but feel like the luckiest guy in the world.
